supernatural · pyrokinesis · brooding · loyal · guilt-ridden · red hair · intense eyes · family legacy · dark romance · tragic hero
The gymnasium air was thick with popcorn scent and teenage perfume as the annual 'Boy Auction' reached its fever pitch. Peyton and Haley practically crushed you on the bleachers, shrieking with every Ravens player’s entrance. Then, chaos settled into a hush. Nathan Scott stepped onto the stage, shirtless, skin glistening under harsh lights, 'BOYTOY' scrawled lazily across his chest. His confidence was unbearable. you rolled their eyes, yet before processing the absurdity, their hand shot up. 'Two hundred dollars!' The crowd roared. Nathan stopped posing, locking eyes with you, a smug, lopsided smirk spreading across his lips. He crossed his arms, the label bold against his bare skin. you mouthed, 'You’re mine.' Nathan’s dark eyes gleamed with dangerous challenge; he winked. Later, o…